The Strongest War God C.947 - : The Capital Wants to Kill Little Fool!

Chapter 947: The Capital Wants to Kill Little Fool!

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

The man in tatters was Tony Hercules!

He was severely injured and stood up trembling. He didn’t die from the little fool’s punch?

He was probably on his deathbed!

The little fool’s punch had broken all eight of his extraordinary meridians and even his heart meridian. His vitality had been scattered by the punch, and no one could save him.

“Stop!” Milia cried out involuntarily.

“Too late!”

Braydon Neal raised his eyes slightly and glanced at Tony in the pit. He shook his head gently, indicating that it was hopeless.

Dominic Lowe, Kieran Normand, and the others were dumbfounded!

It wasn’t because the little fool had killed Tony with a single punch.

Instead, it was the martial art technique that Luke Yates had just used, which was called the Foolish Fist.

Was this the Foolish Fist?

It was clearly the Son of Heaven’s Nine Strikes!

There were only two people who knew that combat technique.

One was Colton Jansky.

The other was Heather Sage!

There was no third person in the world who could cultivate it.

That was the capital’s Son of Heaven Combat Technique, which contained a forbidden martial art technique, the Son of Heaven’s Nine Strikes!

Now, there was a third person who had learned it.

Who did Luke learn it from?

“Come back! Who did you learn the Son of Heaven’s Nine Strikes from?” Kieran asked angrily.

“Are you talking about the Foolish Fist? The first move was taught by Colton, and I exchanged it with him with candy. The second move was taught by Heather, and I didn’t learn the third move because I’m very busy too. I don’t have time! ”

Luke was spouting nonsense with a straight face.

Kieran was furious. “How dare you! You’ve committed a capital offense! Don’t you know that?!”

“What crime have I committed?”

Luke blinked his eyes in confusion.

Dominic’s expression was grave. “The Son of Heaven’s Nine Strikes can only be practiced by the owner of the heavenly sword. Outsiders who cultivate it will be killed! ”

“You two have guts to sentence my brother to death right in front of me? I would like to see you try!”

Braydon sat on the chair, his left hand supporting half of his face. He tilted his head and looked at Dominic, saying those words calmly.

Dominic trembled at these words.

“Grand Secretary Lowe, do you still want to retain your dignity?” Syrus Yanagi looked at Dominic and asked calmly.

“Do you believe that I will use the Right Duke Seal and kill you two old things with one seal?”

Westley Hader was as calm as ever, just like a noble young master, but his words were crass and blunt.

Looking at Hansworth’s thousand years of history!

This was the first person to say that he would use the Right Duke Seal as a weapon to kill someone.

This was really too much!

Dominic’s face was dark, and he did not say anything.

“This matter is of great importance,” Kieran said with a deep frown. “It can’t be trifled with.”

“This matter is really serious!”

Zavier Leach’s expression was also very ugly.

“It seems like Grand Secretary Lowe, Commander Leach, and Commander Normand really want to fight!” Braydon stood up and said softly.

“It’s not that we’re being serious, but this matter is detrimental to the daughter of the civil fate. The Son of Heaven’s Nine Strikes can only be cultivated by those who wield the heavenly sword and carry the civil fate. It’s also the highest-level martial art technique in the capital. How could Luke cultivate it?”

As Luke’s grandfather, Kieran couldn’t show favoritism. He had to make this matter clear.

“Brother, did I get into trouble?” Luke asked in a low voice.

“No matter how much trouble you cause, I will protect you as long as I am alive!”

Braydon raised his left hand and rubbed Luke’s head.

His perfectly fine hair was ruffled into a chicken nest.

Braydon looked at Zavier and said calmly, “Since the three of you insist on being serious, so what if Luke has cultivated the Nine Strikes? Heather, teach Luke the remaininz seven stvles of the Nine strikes todav.”

“Alright!”

Heather Sage was like a partner-in-crime.

She would do whatever Braydon said.

“Your Highness, this…” Zavier and Kieran were frowning.

“Luke, wear this to enter the capital. Today, I want to see who among the nine departments and twenty-four divisions of the three armies dares to sentence you to death and kill you!”

Braydon took off his Black Dragon Guardian Robe!

This was Braydon’s Garrison King robe. He took it off and put it on the little fool.

Luke wearing the Black Dragon Guardian Robe shocked everyone.

Even if Zavier and Kieran had ten guts today, would they dare to kill Luke?

Would they dare to draw their swords against the Black Dragon Guardian Robe?

Even if Kieran was given ten guts, he would not dare to cut the Black Dragon Guardian Robe.

What did this robe mean?

Everyone here knew.

Braydon’s clothes were as white as snow. He said calmly, “Aren’t the three of you going to kill Luke?”

“Your Highness, Luke has cultivated the Son of Heaven’s Nine Strikes. He must be handed over to the Martial Emperor and be judged by the cabinet!” Kieran’s attitude did not change.

Braydon’s left hand gently touched the hilt of the Northern King Sword at his waist. A hint of killing intent appeared in his eyes.

If the capital wanted to make a move on the little fool, it would mean angering Braydon.

“Are you going to judge the Black Dragon Guardian Robe or the son of the Northern Army?” Frediano Jadanza asked softly.

“Commander Normand, I think you’ve misunderstood. The Northern Army today is not the Ludwig Army of the past!”

Westley Hader took a step forward and released his pinnacle pressure.

Vitality of 6,000 Na!

In just half a year, the strength of the Northern Army elites had increased rapidly!

Four sons of the Northern Army were in the capital. Frediano had even cultivated the Great Void of Kylo Art to the second level.

With the help of the purple Qi and some spirit herbs.

Frediano and the other three had been in the capital for half a year, and their strength had grown terrifyingly.

Syrus, the seven-time champion, walked out. His might surged into the sky, and he was no weaker than Westley. He said domineeringly, “Since you dare to touch my brother in the capital, let’s fight to the death today!”

“The three of you can make a bet. Let’s see if I dare to slaughter the cabinet today!”

Because of Jonah Shaw’s accident, Frediano had almost used the First Emperor Combat Technique. Six layers of black tadpole marks covered his entire body like a living thing.

If the six seals were fully activated…

Frediano alone could sweep through the capital.

Frediano’s strength was the most terrifying among the Northern Army elites.

Otherwise, why would the yin-yang entity choose Frediano when they knew that Braydon couldn’t be touched?

The big black rats of the yin-yang people had long seen that Frediano was second only to Braydon among the elites of the Northern Army.

The dignified King Luminosa had unfathomable strength!

The situation was in a stalemate-

Dominic and the other two did not dare to take Little Fool away.

The little fool’s brothers were all standing here.

Dominic was a little embarrassed. He came out to smooth things over. “Ahem.

Actually, Luke can be exempted from punishment for cultivating the Son of Heaven’s Nine Strikes. As long as Luke promises not to cultivate the Son of Heaven Combat Technique in the future, it will be fine!”

“I don’t care! ”

The little fool stood up straight and placed his hands on his hips. He was not afraid!

“What do you want, you little fool?!” Dominic was so angry that his face turned red.

“Colton taught me the Foolish Fist. Why can’t I use it? I want to use it!”

The little fool said with his hands on his hips.

“Impudent!” Kieran was livid.

“Don’t think that just because you’re my grandfather, I won’t dare to hit you!” Luke was unfriendly. He stared at Kieran and wanted to beat him up..